In my favorite poem by Robert Frost, Nothing Gold Can Stay, he reminds us that like the seasons of nature, life is one season melting into another, and quickly fading away. This is my attempt to document each season in my life and my family.

The Struggle

Filed under: General — Rachel at 12:06 am on Tuesday, October 4, 2005

Demons from my past are back,
Haunting me…
Taunting me…
Making me cry.
They’re tearing me apart inside,
Hounding me…
Pounding me…
They want me to die.
I feel myself weakening,
Bruising me…
Losing me…
Someone hold my hand.
Nothing is helping me,
Leading me…
Feeding me…
Helping me stand.
I don’t want to go down this way,
Hurting me…
Hurting me…
I’m weak on my knees.
I keep on pretending,
Making me…
Faking me…
One day I’ll find me.

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Comment by Childlikehope

October 7, 2005 @ 10:00 pm

Thanks for sharing that Rachel.

I enjoy poetry. Maybe someday, I’ll be as brave as you and post some.

Ps. We’re all searching. It’s a long long journey.

Love, =) Lisa

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Comment by Rachel

October 9, 2005 @ 9:20 pm

Brave or dumb…it’s probably the latter of the two. Thanks for reading it.

Love you!

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